[Verse 1]
I'mma strate gorilla (wittay), cold hearted killa (wittay)
Any nigga gettin outta line can get it
I make it hot, motha fuckaz freeze up when I come thru
Mac. 10, 32 shot - clip in my snuckle
I might smile 'n say wassup but I don't fuck witchu niggaz
My rap money slow up, I ran up on you niggaz
I'm on da edge, I'm juss waitin' on a nigga to push me
Put my hand on my strap, "wachu lookin at pussy"
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners, 'n we damn sho ain't friends
So much chrome on my benz you see yo face in my rims
If yo bitch wanna roll, I'mma let her get in
I don't play, but I'mma play till da motha fuckin' end

Chorus:
I got no pick up lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hos all da time
Bitch get in my car
Got my 64, ridin' on Dayton Spoks
When I open da do'
Bitch get in my car
(2x)

Verse 2
Don't tell me you don't know dat
Ah I'm da Shit
Man you betta watch yo girl man
Ah I leave witcho Bitch
I ain't sweatin' these hoes
Man I'm 'bout my paper
If yo bitch really 'bout it nigga
I'm gon' take her
Back seat of my Jeep
Fuck till I fuck up her make-up
Take her to da diamond district
Introduce her to Jacob
Tell her if she like me
She should keep me Icy
My game fuck witta bitch brain
Till she think she Wifey
Spend a life savings in a Day
'Cuz she likes me, commitment from me
Nahh not likely
When I was wit Vivika
I thought I was on to somethin'
But then da next week, nahh man it was nothin'

Chorus:
I got no pick up lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hos all da time
Bitch get in my car
Got my 64, ridin on Dayton Spoks
When I open da do'
Bitch get in my car
(2x)

Verse 3
Look into the windows of my soul
The eyes neva lie, they blood shot red
It's ganja in my system I'm high
First it's pain when you lust for my love
Then it's movin' calm, feel da rush
Like needles in yo arm
It's a cold world baby girl, lovin' me is not enuff
Find out when you fuckin' broke
Love won't get you on the Bus
Mayne you should see the pretty bitches dat be sexin' me
They suck cock, to make 'em hot, I juss let em stand next to me
100% Thug, freak too, I taste yo love, 69's to position
Yo mouths full baby huh, my conversations so deep
I get in yo head, next thing you know you yawnin', turnin' ova
n I'm in yo Bed

Chorus:
I got no pick up lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hos all da time
Bitch get in my car
Got my 64, ridin on Dayton Spoks
When I open da do'
Bitch get in my car
(2x)